Tied for most-quoted character in Robin Hood (1973): in 10 of its 24 quotes
Most scenes with: Robin Hood (5), Prince John (3), Hiss (3)
Aw, how about that for luck? It's only a circus! A peanut operation!
Peanuts? Why, you dunce, that's the royal coach! It's Prince John himself!
The prince? Wait a minute, there's a law against robbing royalty. I'll catch you later.
What? And miss this chance to perform before royalty?
Well - here we go again...
And you...who might you be, sssir?
I am Sir Reginald, Duke of Chutney. [stuffs Hiss' hat over his mouth] And don't stick your tongue out at me, kid. [to the prince] And now, your mightiness, allow me to lay some protocol on you. [stoops to kiss Prince John's hand]
No, no, no, forgive me, but I lose more jewels that way. Please sit down.
Thanks, PJ, you can't get a better seat than this, the royal box...hey...what...who? [Pulling out Hiss] Oh, uh, excuse me, Buster.
Buster?! You, sir, have taken my seat!
You heard his mightiness! Move it, Creepy, get lost. Begone, long one.
What cheek. Creepy, Buster, Long One? Who does that dopey duke think he is?
Fortunes forecast, lucky charms!
Catch the dope, with your horoscope!
Fortune tellers, how droll. Stop the coach!
Sssire, sire, they may be bandits.
Oh, poppycock! Female bandits? What next...rubbish... [to Robin Hood and Little John] My dear ladies, you have my permission to kiss the royal hands, whichever you like... first.
Oh, how gracious - [kisses hand and removes large ring] - and generous.
Down with that scurrrrvy Prince John!
Yeah!!! [sings] Oh, the world will sing
Of an English king
A thousand years from now,
And not because
He passed some laws
Or had that lofty brow.
While bonny good King Richard leads the great crusade he's on,
We'll all have to slave away for that good-for-nothing John!
Incredible as he is inept,
Whenever the history books are kept
They'll call him the Phony King of England!
A pox on the Phony King of England!
He stands alone
On a giant throne,
Pretending he's the King.
A little tyke
Who's rather like
A puppet on a string!
And he throws an angry tantrum if he cannot have his way,
And then he calls for Mom,
While he's sucking his thumb
You see, he doesn't wanna play.
Too late to be known as John the First,
He's sure to be known as John the Worst.
A pox on that Phony King of England!
While he taxes us to pieces and he robs us of our bread
King Richard's crown
Keeps slipping down
Around that pointed head
Ah, but while there is a merry man in Robin's wily pack
We'll find a way
To make him pay
And steal our money back.
A minute before he knows we're there,
Old Rob'll snatch his underwear...
Oh, for heaven's sake, son! You're no outlaw! Why, some day you'll be called a great hero!
A hero? You hear that, Johnny? We've just been pardoned!
That's a gas, we ain't even been arrested yet!
You know somethin', Robin? I was just wonderin' - are we good guys or bad guys? You know, I mean, uh... our robbin' the rich to feed the poor.
"Rob"?! Tsk, tsk, tsk! That’s a naughty word! We never rob. We just… sort of borrow a bit from those who can afford it.
Borrow! Huh! Boy, are we in debt.
That sounds like another collection day for the poor. Eh, Johnny boy?
Yeah. Sweet charity.
Oh, for heaven's sake, son! You're no outlaw! Why, someday you'll be called a great hero!
A hero? You hear that, Johnny? We've just been pardoned!
That's a gas, we ain't even been arrested yet!
All right, laugh, you two rogues, but there's gonna be a big to-do in Nottingham. [tastes their overcooked chow, coughing up smoke rings] Well-done, ain't it? Old Prince John's having a [coughs] championship archery tournament [coughs] tomorrow.
Archery tournament? Old Rob could win that standin' on his head, huh, Rob?
Thank you, Little John, but I'm sure we're not invited.
No, but there's somebody who'll be very disappointed if you don't come...
Yeah. Old Bushel-Britches, the "Honourable" Sheriff of Nottingham.
No - Maid Marian!
Maid Marian?
Yeah. She-She's gonna give a kiss to the winner! [chuckles]
A kiss to the winner! Oo-de-lally! Come on, Johnny! What are we waiting for? [cartwheels away]
Wait a minute, Rob, hold it. That place will be CRAWLIN' with soldiers.
Aha, but remember: "faint heart never won fair lady". Fear not, my friends! [fires an arrow, which bounces back off one of their pans, then throws his hat in the air; the arrow misses it, letting it fall down and rest back on his head] This will be my greatest performance!
STOOOP! Executioner, stop! Hold your axe!
Okay, bigshot. Now tell 'em to untie my buddy, or I'll...
Sheriff, release my buddy! [flinches again] I mean, release the prisoner!
Sheriff [confused] Untie the prisoner?
You heard what he said, Bushel-Britches!
Sheriff, I make the rules! And since I'm head man-- [flinches again, mutters back at Little John] Not so hard, you mean thing... LET HIM GO, FOR HEAVEN'S SAKES! LET HIM GO!
